"I...I haven't lost yet."

"I, Mo Wuya, still... haven't lost yet~"

A hoarse voice, like the sound of crushing gravel, came from the ruins.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Wuya, covered in blood, staggered and stood up again.

In the bloody eyes, there was a light of resentment and resentment.

He looked at Ye Fan, as if crazy, and his mouth was unyieldingly roaring.

Then, he actually raised his legs and attacked Ye Fan again.

"Go to die~"

Bang ~

As soon as Mo Wuya finished speaking, Ye Fan kicked him out.

In its heyday, Mo Wuya was not Ye Fan's enemy with one move, let alone now?

Therefore, there was only a bang.

Mo Wuya was kicked into the ruins by Ye Fan again.

However, Mo Wuya still didn't give up.

He gritted his teeth and crawled out again.

"I, Mo Wuya, is the queen of the Fighting Queen, how could I fail?"

"I am undefeated, I am undefeated~"

Mo Wuya kept roaring as if he was crazy.

Until now, he still couldn't accept the fact that he was defeated by Ye Fan.

From childhood to adulthood, Mo Wuya has been going well and has almost never encountered any setbacks.

Especially, after he entered the realm of a master, his heart was extremely inflated.

He has always believed that in the Chinese martial arts world, except for the six pillar powerhouses, no one will be his opponent.

Therefore, except for the Six Pillar Kingdom, Mo Wuya never cared about anyone else.

But now, he was defeated by an unknown man.

And, it was a complete failure.

That feeling seemed like the pride in my heart for decades had been shattered.

It is conceivable that Mo Wuya felt so frustrated and incompetent.

Ye Fan had no mercy on this.

The indifferent eyes fell forward like this.

There, Mo Wuya, covered in blood, staggered and walked back again, still attacking Ye Fan.

Seeing this, Ye Fan shook his head.

"Only by experiencing the tempering of hell can we develop the power to create heaven."

"You are still the son of the King of Fighters, but you don't even have the courage to face the failure. Why do you take the lead in the Martial God Temple? Take charge of Chinese martial arts?"

"If you only have this kind of mind, your martial arts path will end in the end."

In the midst of anger, Ye Fan shouted suddenly.

The air waves exploded, causing wind and sand all over the sky.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan's rage echoed for a long time.

"You have committed suicide by insulting me before."

"However, thinking about you and I are both descendants of Yan and Huang and descendants of China."

"For the sake of the same clan and ancestor, I will spare your life for the time being!"

"However, death penalty can be avoided, but living penalty cannot be eliminated."

"I will destroy your arms and break your limbs so that you can remember them for life."

"I, Chu Tianfan, cannot be humiliated!"

Boom ~

The moment the words fell, Ye Fan kicked both times, all of which were on Mo Wuya's legs and knees.

“Ah~”

Amid the shrill screams, Mo Wuya's legs were broken and blood was soaked, and he knelt on the ground so weakly.

After the King of Fighters, the prince of Chinese martial arts was beaten to a useless person by Ye Fan.

However, who can blame this?

After all, it was just his own fault.

Originally, today was the grudge between Ye Fan and the Sword God Palace, and it had nothing to do with Mo Wuya.

But in order to curry favor with the Sword God Palace, so that the Sword God would agree to be betrothed by Suzumi Eiyue, he took the initiative to fight and threatened to practice the way for Tian, ​​clear the portal for Chinese martial arts, and kill Ye Fan.

But in the end, his skills were not as good as others and he was destroyed by Ye Fan!

Ye Fan is not a saint, so he cannot repay his grudges with kindness.

Leaving Mo Wuya for a lifetime is already Ye Fan's great kindness.

“Ah~”

"It hurts~"

....

Mo Wuya knelt on the ground, the severe pain on his body made him almost dizzy, and the shrill howling spread throughout the Sword God Palace.

"Um?"

"What's going on?"

At this time, after hearing the movement, the two palace masters, Wangyue River and Masami Nakai, rushed out of the Sword God Palace.

Seeing Mo Wuya kneeling in front of Ye Fan with his limbs broken, Wang Yuehe and others were undoubtedly shocked.

"Beast, you actually ruined him?"

"Bastard, do you know who he is?"

"He is the son of the King of Fighters."

"It can be said that it is the prince of your Chinese martial arts world."

"You really don't know how to live or die, even he dares to move?"

Wangyuehe was panicked at that time, with a gray face, and gritted his teeth and cursed at Ye Fan.

Of course, the reason why Wangyuehe is so angry is not because he cares about Mo Wuya.

What he was worried about was the reaction from the Temple of War.

Although Mo Wuya was hurt by Ye Fan, it was still the case that they left Japan.

Their Sword God Palace will inevitably take responsibility!

At that time, if the King of Fighters is eager to take revenge, he will even kill them at the Sword God Palace.

If this is not done well, it will trigger a national war between the two countries.

It is of great importance, why is Wangyue River not in a hurry?

However, Ye Fan did not care about the anger of the Moon River.

There was even a cold smile on his pretty face.

"Wangyue River, you finally appeared!"

"You should know why I came to Japan?"

"I won't say much more if I don't want to say anything."

"Super the eight-foot Qiong Gouyu, I will spare you."

"Otherwise, today I, Chu Tianfan, will destroy your Sword God Palace!"

Huh ~

The cold wind was cold, but Ye Fan's words brought endless murderous intent.

Before the Moon River, it was a disaster for Jiangdong.

Because of him, Tongshan lost an arm.

Because of him, Xu Lei almost died.
To be continued...